The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 125 Sean glanced at Willow when he heard those words.

Willow was a little embarrassed and lowered her head.

After all, this matter was indeed one she had told Fion about. It seemed like she had quite a loose tongue. “I‘m asking you a question. Why are you looking at Willow?

“Do you really have six million?” Fion frowned slightly and asked again in an unkind tone.

“Yes.”

Sean nodded gently.

Fion was taken aback when she heard that. She had not been expecting Sean to actually answer yes.

“Where is it? Take the money out and let me have a look.”

Fion still did not believe that Sean, a cripple, had six million.

She thought he would never be able to earn six million in his entire lifetime.

“Mom, I‘ve seen the text message about a transaction of six million being transferred to Sean’s card.

“Why don‘t you believe me? Besides, Sean owns the money, so there’s no need to show it to us, right?”

Willow frowned and stopped her mom with a soft tone.

“Hmph!

“I didn‘t ask you to speak! Shut up.”

Fion snorted coldly and stretched out her palm to Sean. She said, “Take the money out.”

She had a tough attitude as if she was giving him an order.

However, even in the face of Fion‘s attitude, Sean merely glanced at her and moved his wheelchair straight toward his room.

He ignored Fion as if he was disdainful of talking to her. “Willow, look at him! Look at the attitude he has! “Well, this is still our home!

in our house, yet he doesn’t know

that beggars shouldn‘t be

and vented her

you keep saying things like that?” Willow frowned

“What? Am I wrong?

a freeloader residing in my home who never contributes to the

snorted coldly. Her words were full of

a human! A

speak about him makes him

it’s not like he stays at our house and willfully refuses to leave.

very prestigious, so grandpa thought he would find a way out for us

sneered when Willow said

once capable, but that

matter what his identity used to be, he’s just a cripple now. A cripple with no money and

cushions as she spoke coldly, her arms still folded in

beg others for help when they’re

down when their life takes a

“We…”

on the table before she could finish her

is a society that despises the

absolutely nothing,

about money, he has

his connections, he has no

how can he defend your honor as a

him for the rest of your entire life. As long as he’s still staying in the

you keep telling me how great

at peace with each other,” Fion sat up straight and said in a serious

at each other for nearly half a minute. She knew very well how

I

he recovers and regains the

have to drive him away

give him some time. Can’t

was a trace of desperate pleading in Willow’s

“Of course not!